To The 85 Lyrics
Black heels click on marble floors, you’re a step in time
Head held high on spinal lies and chiropractic magic
Quoting our forefathers whose ideals you have betrayed
A gilded gift to all mankind, or so you’d like to think
Well, think again, think again my man
Take this as my stand
Against your poison tongue that pays for your home in the sand
To the 85 who steal from our low-income lives
Some day we’ll raise our pitchforks, throw your fortune in your eyes
Eighty five
We don’t want that shit
Eighty five
We don’t want that shit
Eighty five
We don’t want that shit
Eighty five
Your arrogant
Unscrupulous
Malfeasance won’t be tolerated anymore
We’ll vote you out
And bring you down
Experience this poverty we peons work around
Eighty five
We don’t want that shit
Eighty five
We don’t want that shit
Eighty five
We don’t want that shit
Eighty five
Eighty five
We don’t want that shit
Eighty five
We don’t want that shit
Eighty five
We don’t want that shit
Eighty five